Blood Princess and the Knight

If the lords of the Imperial City live in nearly one-fifth of the Scarlet Empire's upper class, then the southern countries undoubtedly occupy at least half of the Scarlet Empire's lower class. Only here can you see the various talents of the lowest-level refugees. state.

After eating one meal and worrying about the next, there is no guarantee for food, clothing, housing, transportation, or even one's own life. The cold wind is pouring into the dilapidated tent. There is no clothes to cover the body, no food to keep the stomach full, and the cold is biting. -Silk straw To keep warm, you can only curl up as much as possible.

The world is cruel and cold to them, and to them, the world is colorless and gray, even the warm sunrise filled with sunset is nothing but an epiphyllum to them. Beautiful now.

The numbness revealed in their eyes is the exhaustion and boredom of this world, and the indifference to life. They have long been accustomed to living on the last breath. Maybe they will die on the frosty streets the next day, and enter reincarnation in sleep and prayer.

There are no decent houses in the southern countries. The broken wooden signs on the streets can no longer read the words on them. The few remaining wooden buildings are in disrepair and most of them are unoccupied. A few tattered logs are randomly placed in a circle. It was just a fence, with a few pieces of patched and tattered clothing hanging on the tattered brick wall.

Most of the refugees live in their own tents. There is no concept of streets in this city. They set up tents in the middle of the road and on both sides of the aisles. They don't care about the road being occupied. The law enforcement guards are negligent in management. There is no circle without rules, which may be one of the reasons why this place has become a refugee camp. -.

Refugees in ragged clothes and haggard faces were lying everywhere in the middle of the street. In front of the tents they built, they were either sleeping or nibbling the few food in their bags. To the point of being able to survive, they looked at their backs with resentful eyes, daring to be angry and afraid to speak out, because they understood that the guards were not beings that could be provoked, at least not by them.

The guards' backers are the powerful city lords. If you provoke them, you will not only be kicked out of the city, but you may also risk losing your life.

For the refugees, they have nothing to lose except their lives. They dare not provoke powerful beings. It is probably everyone's choice to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. biological energy.

At least here. At this point, there is no difference between humans and vampires.

The short figure wearing a shabby black robe quietly entered the city and walked alone in this noisy and noisy refugee city.

Spare. There are tents everywhere that look like 'Little Tomb Bun 039', just like. A winding maze, with a disgusting smell of excrement wafting from the depths of the alley, like a large pig farm.

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When she came in, the girl was not alone. Man, it’s too late. It was a small alley, and after coming out of it, I was alone.

"Ah, life is so hard and difficult. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. I can't even drink black tea in the past two days. The quality of life has plummeted. It's getting worse and worse.

"Stop, let's make you smile bitterly, that helpless feeling that makes you unable to cry, okay? ? What's going on with your intoxicated look like you're performing a recitation? You still have black tea, what refugee would be like you? Are you talking like this? Your acting skills are too bad and unqualified.

"Forget it, stop acting. If we continue to act, we might not be able to eat our dinner. Let's go to the bowls and wait for a while. You don't need to come out. I'll lose my life if I watch you acting."

Just like that, because her teammates' acting skills were so bad, Bai Ji had to seal them into the world of the dead. ☆Zero=撒中文☆

There is no guarantee that living people will be affected by entering the realm of the dead, but if they go in for less than two or three days, there should be no problems.

As Rasambo. As a member of the tribe, Bai Ji's acting skills are not too bad. She wears a tattered and patched black robe, covering her conspicuous silver hair. Her two little feet are holding big rag shoes, and her wide and worn trousers and long coat are... In order to prevent anyone from seeing the color and having evil intentions.

The dress is in perfect harmony with the style of the place. They look like people from the refugee camp, and there is nothing out of place in their appearance. This is. An actor's self-cultivation.

The management of the entire city is very lax. As long as your identity is not exposed, it should be easy to pass through. It is better not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Gulu" was just when she was about to take advantage of the darkness to cross the southern countries. Her hungry lower abdomen protested to her. She hadn't eaten today, although for the advanced vampires, it did not affect their mobility and spells. I can reserve it, but being hungry is a bit uncomfortable after all. No one likes this feeling, even Bai Ji who only eats seven percent full. Sample.

I'm a little hungry. My belly is suddenly empty. I want to be filled with something~~

"You little bastards can't grow taller no matter how much you eat, just give it to me!" He said arrogantly. The scene didn't happen in a shady alley. Everyone saw it. They saw the tall boy using his strong body to bully the skinny and malnourished little girl.

Fights are happening in this world all the time, and some fights are fought after they are fought. Although the scale is different, the nature is similar. They are nothing more than bullying the weak with a gun and bullying others with power.

It is common for everyone to be numb under the eyes of everyone. The scene happened again. This painless farce did not arouse the numbness.

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Terren xìng, polished for a long time. Every living heart was completely cold.

Stress the strong to death and starve the weak to death. There is nothing wrong with the strong. Weakness is the original sin, but different environments show the same. degree of excellence

Survival of the fittest, this is reality. or check small l039c

People will always inflict their misfortunes on others, and will inflict their resentment on the strong on the weak. This is probably the common behavior of intelligent creatures.

The fat man took the extremely tempting piece of blood cake from the girl's hand, cursed her without mercy, and even kicked the girl. Feet, the loser, when he intends to enjoy his hard-won victory. A small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Who is it? That ungrateful thing?" The fat man turned around and looked at the man behind him with disdain. The tall girl in black robe said: "Short winter melon, what are you doing? Don't make trouble, otherwise I won't mind beating you down."

Bai Ji raised her gaze, and her scarlet eyes were like a bright red spell, deeply imprinted on the fat man's eyes.

"Hey, big brother, can you give us the piece of blood fat in your hand? ~~

"Okay, the fat man's eyes were not dull, and he obediently handed the blood cake tightly in his hand to Bai Ji.

"Thank you~~ Seeing that your fat is so thick, we thought you wouldn't have any need for this thing." Bai Ji took the blood cake with a smile and smelled the taste. It is made of livestock blood and the quality is still very good. A crude one, but better than nothing.

When she put it to her mouth, Bai Ji immediately frowned.

The dirty look of this piece of blood cake made it difficult for her to eat it. She didn’t know where it came from, and she couldn’t let go of it with sweat-stained hands.

Bai Ji's only one. I lost my appetite and threw away the blood cake.

The skinny girl watched helplessly as the blood cake was thrown back in front of her eyes, and as she looked at the figure that had left, she thought of saying thank you, but her thighs, as thin as tree trunks, felt weak.

The plan couldn't keep up with the change, and she didn't know which road she was walking on. Bai Ji was a little sleepy. She was a little used to being hungry. Her head was dizzy and she wanted to take a nap. Since she was a beggar refugee. , then just do as the Romans do and act as similar as possible. Some

Bai Ji looked around. I just happened to see a pavilion without a roof on the roadside. Unfortunately, it was already full.

-A big man was lying on the straw at this moment and snoring loudly.

"Hey, wake up, wake up." Naturally, the big man who slept worse than a pig could not be awakened by a few gentle whispers.

"Tsk, how can you sleep better than a pig?" Bai Ji looked disgusted, took off her shoes, and kicked the big man's rough face unkindly.

"Na na_~ Little brother, wake up. I have ice cream for you to eat. Factory Mu Xiaowan

"Hahahaha" The big man was sleeping with drool all over his face. Zhen teased him and woke him up. "Snow, blood cake? ?Where is the blood cake?"

In a daze, he looked at the little feet in front of him and subconsciously moved closer.

"Go away, isn't it disgusting? You haven't showered in a few days, and you still dare to touch me?" Bai Ji came up. The dark smiling face that had been piled up all of a sudden completely collapsed, covering his nasal cavity. He stepped on the big man's face and pushed him to the corner.

"Hey, hey, get up and get out, this place belongs to us." Bai Ji said coldly.

"Huh?" The big man said. Stunned, he touched his nose in a funny way and nodded on this street. Then I saw that Leng Tou Qing dared to snatch this 'Dragon Bed' from Scar Face, who's new here?

"Don't you understand? I'm telling you to get out.

yes. kn Shen Ji's words seemed to have magic power. The big man's eyes widened. Then he stood up on his own initiative, walked to the door of the pavilion very obediently, squatted down, and rolled out like a ball.

"Ah Ming, Woomu Xiumi~ Good night, Miss Moon." After making room, Bai Ji lightly dusted off the dust, then lay down in the tight black robe, curling up like a squirrel, and soon came the news There came the sound of orderly breathing.

"Miss, wait a minute, listen to me. Please give me some advice. Those refugees are very tenacious. They won't be able to starve to death for a while. They have just eaten. Please stop. Just a moment." The broken wooden wall There was a soft chatter outside, and immediately after, two figures stepped forward. later appeared on the road.

"But the feeling of starvation is unpleasant, isn't it." After the hoarse and deep voice of the old man, there was a delicate and crisp girl's voice, full of worry.

"Hey, I know, old slave. Miss, you are kind." Looking at the girl with long braided hair in front of him, the rickety old man sighed.

"But, it's not a problem for you to keep raising them like this. They won't be grateful to you.

"I didn't mean to make them grateful." The girl shook her head with a firm expression. “I’m just doing what I can do, trying my best.

"Hey, miss, listen to me, if we still have some food left, it's not a bad thing to be kind and charitable. I don't expect anyone to thank us, but our family's food is already stretched thin, and the warehouse will be needed soon. Bottomed out, but those refugees are helpless

"You always say you won't give it next time and leave some food for yourself, but when will the next time be? ?"

The girl was silent, looking at the stars in the sky, and sighed deeply. "excellent

"Miss, why don't we go back?

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ter. "The old man sighed. "-. An individual’s power is limited after all, isn’t it?”

"The girl shook her head bitterly. "Where can I go back? My home is gone, isn't it? I didn't even have time to see my father and brother for the last time - -

How can I have the face to go back now? There is no place I can call home for a long time.

"Miss, don't you still have a brother? The eldest young master is still here."

"No, I can't go back." The girl shook her head like a wave. She was silent for a long time and glanced at the roadside inadvertently, slightly surprised.

"Isn't this the uncle who likes to sleep inside wooden walls? Why does he appear on the roadside?" The girl covered her mouth and said in surprise.

"Why are you sleeping on the roadside? Did nothing happen?" The girl was confused and spared the sleeping uncle lying on the ground, and curiously walked into a pavilion made of a few rotten logs.

Through the moonlight, she saw the body curled up on the straw, as if she wanted to hug her body as long as possible. Silk warm girl.

She's a girl, and she's still very young.

The girl recognized it by the outline of her body.

Is she also a refugee here? Why is she here? Could it be that the domineering uncle was kind and allowed this homeless little girl to live in his 'mansion'?

-A person? No companions, no relatives, parents, etc.?

Most of the refugees the girl saw came with their families, and they all moved here one by one. There were very few of them alone. Even those who were there were adults who could survive on their own. Why were there such small animals without parents? Where is the child? She is. . Did you come here as a homeless person?

Being kicked out of her family, her family is in decline, or her parents have died unexpectedly. A young and inexperienced girl has to learn to take care of herself and be strong. The original house no longer has room for her, and she has to be alone. People wander in foreign lands and wander alone.

In just a few seconds, the girl figured it out. A touching and tearful storyline.

Poor children, your fate is really unfair to you, alone. People are still strong enough to survive until now. What exactly have they gone through? Struggling a lot

After thinking about it, the girl lovingly took the sleeping girl into her arms.

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